Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 118 Shouting it off as good
How did you know?
Fang Yi was an old devil who had practiced for hundreds of years and had settled in Yunze Market for a long time. He knew that it was not difficult for him to grasp the secrets of the Death Contract Monks as long as he was willing.

Fang Yi raised his chin slightly and looked at the big man in front of him with sidelong glances.

"Why, is it possible that Daoist Hou won't do business with me without an introduction?"

Hou Shanxiang felt somewhat puzzled when he saw the monk in front of him looking fearless.

"Which foundation-building monk disciple? But if that's the case, how could there be some defects in even a few of the manpower?"

But he did not dare to show any negligence on his face. No matter whether Fang Yi had a backer or not, his identity as a top-grade puppet master was not someone he could easily offend.

Hou Shanxiang had a flattering look on his face.

"Brother Fang is a top-grade puppet master, so naturally, Master Fang will have to wait a moment for this business."

Hou Shanxiang took out a jade pendant for transmitting sound, said something to it, and a ray of light flew out from it.

Half an hour later.

A burly monk led two men and two women into the box.

Hou Shanxiang handed several deeds to Fang Yijie.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, these four cultivators have all signed death contracts. As long as Fellow Daoist Fang guarantees their annual salary, these independent cultivators can take them away."

Fang Yi carefully looked through the contract in his hand, which recorded the conditions of several cultivators in front of him.

The so-called death contract is that some cultivators, due to their poor qualifications and inability to fight, seek support from a master in this pawnshop-like Xunshi Pavilion.

Although he now had a master, his life and property were still under his care.

Fang Yi looked at the monk with white hair and beard in front of him, compared it with the information in the contract, and frowned.

Although all the people in this contract are monks with death contracts, there are many tricks in it.

"Fellow Daoist Hou, this group of cultivators is not to my liking."

"Fellow Daoist Fang, take another look."

After waving his hand to let the monks in front of him retreat, Hou Shanxiang recruited several more batches of monks. But Fang Yi's brows were getting more and more furrowed.

Until the third group of monks retreated.

Hou Shanxiang looked somewhat helpless.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, what kind of cultivators do you need to recruit? Could you please explain your specific requirements clearly?
My Xunshi Pavilion is not big, and I cannot let you delay time like this."

Fang Yi chuckled and pointed at the deed on the table.

"Fellow Daoist Hou, I only need a few cultivators to manage the Puppet Pavilion, but you have bad intentions and are using such inferior goods to deal with me?"

Hou Shanxiang's face froze, not knowing whether Fang Yi really saw through her secrets or was just deceiving her.

He subconsciously raised his tone, and his words carried a hint of grievance.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, these cultivators who came up are all top-tier Death Contract cultivators. There's even a first-order mid-grade physical cultivator. Why are you being so unfair to me?"

"Physical cultivation?" Fang Yi's expression became more and more sarcastic.

"A physical cultivator who practices the first-order, mid-grade technique 'Earth and Wood Body,' and whose foundation has been completely destroyed, is even looked down upon when he goes down into the cave to mine. Furthermore, that cultivator has a murderous look in his eyes. Could it be some robbery cultivator trying to avoid disaster?"

"Fellow Daoist Hou, how much are you planning to spend on settling down for this kind of cultivator?"

Hou Shanxiang smiled awkwardly. She had never expected that Fang Yi knew so much about the situation of this cultivator and had such a sharp vision.

He had used this method to deceive many cultivators before. Even Zhou Zhongguang, a well-known foundation-building seed in the sect, had been deceived once.

For Hou Shanxiang.

Although the status of a first-grade top-grade puppet master is high, Xunshi Pavilion also has a backer and a trump card. As long as the transaction is done openly and enough spirit stones are earned, he is not afraid of Fang Yi causing trouble.

Unexpectedly, I thought a fat sheep came, but a hungry wolf came in.

But it is also normal that cultivators who dare to buy death contracts have some foundation.

Hou Shanxiang's fleshy face was forced into a smile.

"Mistake. Master Fang Gui, please forgive me for the mistake. Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment."

Seeing Hou Shanxiang bow and leave, Fang Yi shook his head. He didn't see the rabbit, so he didn't release the eagle. This cultivator from Xunshi Pavilion was really greedy.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Sun Shanxiang led a female cultivator into the box.

The female cultivator was wearing a plain white robe and had a distinguished appearance. When she bowed slightly, the whiteness of her chest was revealed.

Her skin is as white as cream and her voice is melodious and moving.

"My concubine Hongxiu greets Master Fang Kui."

Fang Yi's mouth froze. He didn't need a female cultivator who practiced charm magic. Moreover, there was something wrong with the cultivator named Hongxiu in front of him.

He swept his spiritual sense around and waved his hand to let the female cultivator Hongxiu retreat.

"Fellow Daoist Hou, is this the sincerity of your Xunshi Pavilion?"

Hou Shanxiang looked a little proud.

"Master Fang Kui, we in Xunshi Pavilion never pass off inferior goods as good ones. This female cultivator is actually a first-rank, low-grade spiritual embroidery master."

He took out a deed, on which was engraved a beautiful female cultivator in plain clothes.

"This is a pure young girl of 28 years old, Fellow Daoist Fang. If not for the misfortune of her elders and my limited financial resources, I would never have handed this female cultivator over to you!"

Fang Yi had a look of disdain on his face. He knew in his heart that although he was a high-level cultivator of Qi training, the pressure he exerted on this cultivator who looked like a human trafficker was not enough.

"Oh! Spirit Embroidery Master?"

"Fellow Daoist Hou asked me to remind the spiritual embroidery master how many years of life she has left. She's 28? The old lady is 82, right? Using the Wood Life Liquid to boost her vitality, and then using the Moisturizing Technique to lift her skin, this is truly a genius idea."

"Your skills are not bad, and you have made great achievements in the art of magic. But you are taking me for a fool by disguising an eighty-year-old woman as a twenty-eight-year-old girl."

Fang Yi shook his head and did not listen to Hou Shanxiang's explanation. A ray of light appeared in his hand, and then
"Snap!" A red token was slapped onto the sandalwood table.

The token is palm-sized, bright red in color, with flame patterns engraved on one side and the word "Xiao" engraved on the front.

"Fellow Daoist Hou, do you recognize this token?"

"Xiao!"

As the engraved patterns on the token came into view, Hou Shanxiang's pupils shrank slightly.

Xiao, Lin, Wang and Ye are the major surnames in Dayun Kingdom. From peddlers to the high-ranking Jindan Zhenren, all people are from these four surnames.

This identity token with the surname Xiao is not uncommon.

But what he cared about was not the surname, but the monk represented by the token.

The red token flickered with spiritual light, carrying the unique pressure of a foundation-building master.

"Master Fang Gui's token, Master Fang Gui actually has such a background. Please wait a moment. This is beyond my authority."

Hou Shanxiang apologized to Fang Yi very sincerely.

He took out a sound-transmitting jade pendant from his storage bag, and his lips moved slightly. It was unknown what message he transmitted through the jade pendant.

Not long after.

A thin monk wearing a brown robe and a mustache came into the box.

The monk first glanced at the token, then a ray of light flashed from his hand. He nodded slightly towards Hou Shanxiang, indicating that the token was authentic.

Then he waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Xiao Hou, go to Xiaozhu Pavilion and bring Ziyan here."

"As you command, Fourth Master."

Hou Shanxiang bowed and responded respectfully.

Then the thin monk looked at Fang Yi and introduced him.

"My name is Xun Feijie, a cultivator from the Xun family of Frost Blade Peak in Xuanyang Mountain. I was chosen by my fellow disciples. I am the fourth child in my family, so I am known as the Fourth Master Xun."

"Master Fang Kui, you can just call me Xun Si. I'm sorry that my subordinates were ignorant just now and made you laugh."

Looking for home at Frostblade Peak?
Another foundation-building family. Fang Yi stood up and returned the greeting.

"Master Frost Blade is renowned far and wide, how could he possibly be laughed at?"

Xun Si was not angry even though he hit a snag with Fang Yi.

This foundation-building token is of the Xuanyang Mountain style, and based on its pattern, Xun Si has roughly figured out which foundation-building master owns this token.

Xun Feijie wanted to slap Hou Shanxiang twice at this moment.

Master Changce of Yuping Peak is a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. Can an ordinary cultivator provoke him?
Xun Feijie completely forgot that this was something he had specifically instructed.

Master Frost Blade is an inner sect disciple of Xuanyang Mountain.

A few years ago, he barely forged a low-grade Dao foundation with a spiritual object for foundation building, but all his wealth was used to prepare the spiritual object for foundation building. His storage bag was even cleaner than his face.

Therefore, since the Xun family had a master who had established his foundation, it was inevitable that he would act in a domineering manner.

On the one hand, the poor suddenly became rich, and the monks who sought home inevitably wanted to show off their power;
On the other hand, the foundation-building master of the Xun family was preparing to refine his own magical weapon, so it was inevitable that he would look a little awkward when he fished out the spirit stones.

Now that he has hit a wall, Xun Si naturally has to try his best to make up for it.

Although he was greedy, he still had some ability to open such a "Xunshilou" in Yunze Market.

This foundation-building token contains the soul imprint of the token owner.

Master Frost Blade of the Xun family can only make a few pieces, which are not something that ordinary Qigong practitioners can obtain.

Before Xun Feijie came into the box, he had already gone to Fengxin Building to find out some information about Fang Yi.

Fang Yi is an outer sect disciple of Xuanyang Mountain. He has a medium-grade wood spiritual root and is not yet forty years old, but he has already reached the seventh level of Qi training.

Although he has the skills of a top-grade puppeteer.

But this is not enough for a great cultivator in the late stage of foundation building to be granted a foundation building token.

Xun Feijie thought about it and there was only one answer left.

"illegitimate child?!"

Changce Shangren of Yuping Peak is a romantic man. Due to his practice of martial arts, he has a very strong temper and never refuses any female cultivator who comes to him.

There are already five of them on Yuping Peak, the descendants they brought back from outside Xuanyang Mountain.

They usually test their own offspring, and if they can enter the inner gate, they will bring the offspring to Yuping Peak for training.

Thinking about the records on Fengxin Tower.

The cultivator in front of him, named Fang Yi, was the one who took the entrance examination presided over by Master Changce of Yuping Peak.

Xun Feijie was already eight times convinced.

His face was full of enthusiasm as he complimented Fang Yilai.

"Brother Fang, it's really like a flood washed away the Dragon King Temple, and family members no longer recognize each other."

Fang Yi felt a little surprised as he watched the cultivator in front of him make a 360-degree turn.

"Senior Brother Xun, what are you doing?"

"I don't deserve it. If Brother Fang doesn't mind, just call me Xun Si."

Fang Yi glanced at the red token on the sandalwood table. Who did this person think he was Xiao Changce?

"It seems the importance of this token far exceeds my own estimation. With the Jiazi Beast Tide approaching, I must take the time to visit Yuping Peak."

(End of this chapter)